The beginning of the end….

My new communication device

My new communication device

Today I have joined the 21st century. Become the last but one of my friends to succumb to the joys of mobile phone communication. 

Yep, having enduring a bollocking from Dave Lee which would have felled a lesser woman, I have given in to his idea that journos need to be available 24/7.

If I sound bitter, it’s because I am. I hate mobile phones. They have changed the way people meet – no one meets at a time and place anymore, we all loosely wait around to be texted by our friends so we can go meet them somewhere else.

They have changed the way people behave. I have, at best, maybe two friends who never use their mobile phones when I hang out with them. Because they are hanging out with me. All my other friends seem to think I like talking and spending time with them…and all their other friends who they text intermittently while we’re together. Kinda like a threesome, but without the possible pleasantness.

And, yep, like the Luddite I am, they have changed our language. I hate having to try and figure out what an array of numbers and consonants mean, because it’s written in text speak. I hate it. Why are we so keen to remove words? I love words.

But mostly, I just know in twenty years times scientists will discover – just like with smoking tobacco – that we should not be exposed to substances which are harmful (for nicotine read radiation). Everyone who has had a mobile phone will be reduced to radiation ravaged monosyllabic idiots.

Don’t laugh. It could happen. And until today, I would have been fine. Now my brain is beginning the process of being mobilised, I may still be laughing, just without full motor control.


One thought on “The beginning of the end….

  1. Ah, the luddite in you succumbs. It’s actually a phone too, even though sometimes it feels like Dr Who’s sonic screwdriver.

    If only it would blast through locks and give nasty aliens the aural heebie-jeebies.

    No doubt the new, improved, beta model will transport us to further delights.

    These phones are Tardis-like. ”
    How do they get so many apps in such a small box, Doctor?”
    “Don’t ask me, I’m just a TimeLord, what would I know about these things.”

    cheers on the blog Sandra,

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